A Lovely Artist

A Lovely Artist needed a sack of potatoes that they liked to smash. It is considered to be a peculiar approach to life, to most, but not to the Artist, who thinks it was simply life. A sack of potatoes of all things.

A Lovely Artist always kept a ball that they would often insert somewhere. It would be a peculiar operation, to my children, but not to the Artist, who expected that it was in fact, amazing. Remarkably, a ball was the thing that was chosen.

A Lovely Artist often carried a helmet that they would often put down their trousers. It would be a fairly unusual thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a helmet of all things.

A Lovely Artist found a condom to hug. It was a fairly astonishing operation, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who considered it was magnificent. Strangely, a condom would be the chosen thing.

A Lovely Artist desperately searched for a computer that they would sometimes experiment on. It should be a fairly new action, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who considered it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a computer was the chosen thing.

A Lovely Artist desperately wanted a magic 8 ball that they sometimes put on his head. This seems to be an astonishing activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a magic 8 ball would be the thing that was opted for.